I walked down the street A priest tried to kill me Threw me down the stairs That was no good Still a priest Tried to kill me He was called the exorcist The exorcist walking down the street Trying to kill me I will never let this happen I will never let this happen to me I'm gonna be free Walkin' down the street again Somebody captured me put me in a room Tried to somehow cure me How could they be such fools? There's nothin' wrong with me Oh, darlin' can't you see There's nothin' wrong with the exorcist No one can cure me Not even the exorcist There's nothin' wrong with me Spittin' up on priests Vomitin' on all of them Get out of the way Or I'll throw a tantrum Watch out the bed is movin' Oh, so high Watch out the bed is movin' I don't wanna die Here he comes again trying to cure me With a quija board & a psychiatrist Look man I'm not Ill "You might as well be," he said to me I'm speaking to the man inside you There's something wrong with your brain Not really your mind But it's time for you to be cured & I'm the exorcist I've come to cure you "There's nothing wrong with me," I said But he was the exorcist